Metaphor Rape Poems

Cockleburs

Small green weeds, 
with little seed pots, 
that stick to your socks. 

They travel with you, 
to the next place, 
that God wants them to...

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The Fever Spreads

I am slipping. 
Not slowly but faster than expected. 
I wanted it to go better. 
I made a plan and have a goal....

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Soft Songs

The fountain water plays, 
a quiet sound, 
an instrument completing
the orchestra...
downstairs. 

The Christmas Ball, 
the sheer joy of elegance. 
ladies dressed in finery, 
men...

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What Party Are You?

Huh?
Does it matter?
Who I voted for? 
I am alive, 
so it was legal. 
I have not been dead, 
for thirty years. 
Surely...

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Mush-mellows and Cream

Sweet cream and butter, 
sugar, milk and eggs, 
the treat to eat, 
and no one knows, 
the secret. 

“Mush” is a funny plant,...

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If Money Grew 

I would plant a garden. 
I would make every row, 
straight. 
They would be perfect, 
as hard work, 
produces the best crops....

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Clocks that Run 

Backwards to my day. 
I pray first and start off right. 
I don’t think I will make it through, 
if I do...

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A Bug’s Life

I hate bugs that annoy me. 
You know the ones. 
The hit and run, touch and go… hahaha.

At the picnic it is the...

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Rose, the bloom

Sweet in color, 
eternal in fragrance,
majestic monarch of the flowers. 

Kind lady in red, 
a fine dress made of silk, 
or sometimes sheer...

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head in  pillow stuffing blocking a noise,
sheets soaked of fallen tears, hand tied in fists, blood seeping through the fingers.
his hand on he back...

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